The Little Yellow Bird In Her Dreams.
Created Wednesday, January 26, 2011
The weather is cold outside. Sometimes I dream. My husband's feet are like ice. His wandering hands can not resist my magnificent body. When we are in love under the sky blue Heaven above, on our feather mattress I see galaxies, stars, and super novas in the phantasms of my mind.
He wants love all the time. I told him that my mother said that too much love will cause a woman to gain too much weight. I told him to find something to do with his time , and to have more self control. I know what he must be going threw. My lovely body is like a magnificent pearl. My figure is like , and hour glass, and I have the grace of a beautiful mermaid. It does not surprise me that my lover desires me always.
I dreamed wonderful dreams in the arms of my loving husband. I dreamed I was a ballerina , and ice skater , and an Olympic Gold medalist. In my dreams I skated in the USSR. I was accompanied by agents with as much training as James Bond, and they were assigned to me by the Pentagon. A Soviet Chairman clapped his hands vigorously , and stood up from the balcony. I danced beautifully to the Russian symphony.
After I left the Kremlin, my friends , and I stopped at McDonald's ,and ordered our take out food. A few days later I received a call from Paramount studio's , and was offered a leading role in a motion picture. I received a thank you letter from the White House .
In my dreams my husband was flying a Raptor Jet fighter over Pakistan when out of nowhere a Sam missile locked on to his tail wing . My husband was shot down with his navigator, and my husband was injured , but he managed to make it to a helicopter. Together my husband, and his navigator reached the helicopter with the help of Marines.
My husband ,and I retired in my dreams. Aliens from Andromeda came to earth. They were invited by U.S. Army Intelligence . Alien physicians removed cells from his amputated leg .
His leg was cloned from cells of his amputated leg. In my dream, my children ,and I were happy that my husband, the father of my children was going to be fine. In my dream I finished my best selling novel .
In my dream we live a magnificent life. My mom, and dad and my in laws travel with us in a large motor home everywhere in the world .
When I woke up, my husband was snoring. I told him to wake up, or he would be late for work. He has a part time job at the University library. I fixed him some ham ,and eggs.
Mom, and I had coffee ,and talked. I took off my gown , and got dressed, and then I flew to the house trailer.
The writer was sitting by his computer writing stuff. I could see him from the hedges from a bedroom window. The black and white cat came by the window to say hello to me. I could see his lips moving.
I flew by the kitchen , and the writer's wife Joann was cooking beans. I think the writer put some dry beans with ham ,and red bean seasoning mix in a pot with plenty of water. His wife is cooking beans on a low flame.
The writer complained about some difficulty trying to breathe. I think he has, and anxiety problem, among other issues.
Our Folgers coffee can is almost fully furnished. My television, and appliances are hooked up.